Lyrics:
it's like we keep losin' more rappers (too many)
Rest in peace to Dolph he put on for his trappers
He was independent he wasn't gettin' robbed by them
shit like a game
Have her pop pussy but I'm not Lil Wayne (Lil Wayne)
All blacked out like I'm Bruce Wayne
I threw you the oop just slam it like King
Wayne with the pain now
Watch out might trip on the wave
Shawty might slip on da drip
Fall to the crib put my tip on her face
I got her feeling a way
She
[Lil' Wayne]
Peep me out, look!
Head bustin', black fatigues
So blunted, 400 degreez, it's sweet
Nigga, respect me
When you see the left hand
said (Yup)
Free 6ix9ine, tell that lil' nigga hold his head (TreyWay)
He went to Chicago and ain't get shot
Just for goin', fuck what time it was, he
talk to you
No need to call me back
Whip game, hurricane
Feelin' like Bruce Wayne
Ice chain from Johnny Dang
Diamonds kickin' like Liu Kang
Naked bitches
[Lil Wayne]
Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking man
Junior daddy shitting on the game
You probably see me sitting on the Range
I'm
different heat
But when we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the same beat
So if you f**k wit blood, then you f**k wit us
And we ain't bustin' duds, cuz we
with Lil Wayne
I'ma jump from a plane or stand in front of a train
'Cause I'm a sucker for pain
Used to doin' bad, now we feel like we just now
Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
You just perpetrating from the side line
What it feel like? (Huh)
Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
glistenin'?
'Cause if you're with that baller blockin', niggas comin' up missin' then
[Lil' Wayne]
I need a (?) to get right up in my new Prowler
And put her
at Lil Wayne"
In that booger-green lay like should've been Mase
Sweet, do speak but I should've put tres
Forget it, I'ma slam it on bubba-bubba-blades
at Lil Wayne"
In that booger-green lay like should've been Mase
Sweet, do speak but I should've put tres
Forget it, I'ma slam it on bubba-bubba-blades
the villain peeling in the jag
Just staring at the ceiling 10 women that you had
I was at the center now I see you feeling just a (fag?)
[Lil Wayne]
Just
gotta get more big game and a lil piece
I need tall money and a lil bitch (Come on)
Kick game on Liu Kang
And my, whip game on Bruce Wayne
I'm coolin'
then
In the streets trying master the sweet science of sin
But this game got a whole lot of valleys and very few peaks
The earth will not be inherited by
' beast)
Park it, pull up on east (skrr)
Get straightening just for me
He a lil' beast (woo)
My chopper he a lil' beast (baow, baow)
I can put a cook in
them, them niggas fugazy
Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills
We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh
He said he loves his hood
everybody's part of the game you know
Most people are scared to want to put other people on
But you give yourself that courage everytime to want to put yourself
don't wanna hear that thing talk
Let the king talk, check the price and pay attention
Lil Wayne, that's what they gotta say or mention
I'm like Nevada
muthafuckas know they clique ain't older than mine
Chorus [Lil' Wayne]
Nigga it's that U.P.T., where we be all the time
You find big bodies and dead bodies
albums Illmatic is Top 5 album of all time
Lil Wayne would be in my Top 5
And I might replace Kanye with Lil Wayne
Kanye West gotta be in everybody Top 5
Now (?) low as they could we get it how we live
Turn the (?) spittin' stainin' witnesses and all
Ain't no escapin' choppers gone set it off
Lil' Wayne
slayed
By the whole gang
We touch down it won't be the same
Had to come and put the game under water
We got the sauce and y'all spelling like tarter
Drip
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